The Importance of Team Sports

My son will be 10 at the end of December, and after several years of him asking to join a football team, I finally relented and found him a club for this season. (By football, I mean the game that is called “soccer” in some parts of the world—the one that’s actually played with one’s feet rather than one’s hands, hence the name. This is the first and last time you’ll hear me call it soccer) Read More …

The Gruffalo

I’m a dad. Twice over. Which means I’ve probably read “The Gruffalo” a hundred million billion times. In fact, I even know it by heart and to prove that, I started reciting it to Mrs Nobbs over dinner last night—No one can ever accuse me of not having riveting dinner conversation. Anyway, for your listening Read More …